A House Of Memories
The place I used to call home was tainted now, twisted by the truth I understood. Memories burst in like invasive lighting, but the clarity was freeing.
I was resolute, driven to make a clean break—sever the old ties and leap into the unknown. It wasn’t about cutting off love or warmth, but some connections were just too tangled to fix.
I kept my chin up, ready to embrace this new chapter.